The Crew made some new allies and had visits from old ones. We gained needed supplies and more than enough spoils to treat ourselves.

I came back to the Liberte just in time to be assigned to a few fellow Brotherhood vessels, The Mini Pearl, The Mini Ceptor and the Green Goblin.

My skills as a Gunner were put to the test as I tried to stay downwind and keep my cannon ready. Captains Greywolf and O'Dae made sure I had targets to fire at. Even Fabio De Fait was working his hardest. Ol' Scarlett was prodding him something fierce to keep up with her sister-in-arms Rouge.

By the last battle my skin was burning, my shoes were covered in ash and dust, and I was in dire need of rest.

A day later I was back at the Inn with my feet up drinking a "iced" tea. A novel idea.